Shan finally came back from Korea
Along with so much loots

Dinner last night was good
Good food and company
I feel loved~

I guess I will be sharing more of the loots from Korea here in time to come

No…
I will NOT share the picture of the torn SPAO paper bag that flew across Taiwan and Hong Kong from Korea

Bah~ XD

I always feel miserable after talking to her
Breathe…
I need to breathe and stop feeling pathetic for myself

I’m sorry if I’ve been bothering you with all my grumbling on work
I’ve been trying to control myself
Please bear with me a bit more

I promise to brace myself up
Although I don’t know when that will be… …

I want to cry

But I have no tears

I tell myself to cool down
Breathe deeply
Yet the anger does not subside

Re-read the emails I sent out another 3 times
I’m glad I sounded firm but not rude

Trembling with anger and eyes turned watery
Why am I putting up with all this shit?
The only person approached for a listening ear turned me away
It aggrevates

Still… …
I was practising smiling to myself in the mirror 5min ahead
Its worth applauding for

Perhaps a good dinner to reward myself before X-Men movie preview tonight?
Now to find my appetite…

I think I spent more time asleep than awake yesterday
Still, I have problem waking up this morning
More energy is needed to get me through today

I’m gonna be doing this whole day

The familiar sound of alarm clock this morning
Downright irritating XD

Working day starts off with miss call notice made during my leave period
From my PM who thinks she own my 24hours
Followed by more than 30 high importance mails from her over the past week for action
And she just messaged me saying she wants my entire afternoon today

Ah…
I need to breathe again

I must have gotten off the wrong side of this morning

I get irritated at the slightest things
And I feel like biting
(Growls)

I need to stop talking to my mum for a while to chill
She TOTALLY gets on my nerves

B.R.E.A.T.H.E

I wanna drown in this rain

Let the raindrops fall on me

I promise not to shout for help

The world comes crumbling down

I can’t identify the things I’ve lost anymore
I look into my hands and can’t identify the things I’m holding

What am I doing here?

I can only frail and slowly lose my conscience